Wan Qingyuan had no choice but to get up in despair and move towards Wan Shiniang.
"Damn it!" Wan Shiniang glared and shouted.
Wan Qingyuan hurried to Wan Shiniang, "Mrs."
He smiled apologetically and bent over, looking pitiful, with no trace of manliness left.
Wan Shiniang glared at him fiercely, raised her greasy and plump hands and pulled him behind her. Her majestic eyes swept over the embarrassed clansmen in front of her, and her eyes fell directly on the gray-haired old clan leader. .
"Second uncle, you are really old-hearted. The old guy with his neck buried in the loess is still thinking about tribute tea."
The old patriarch slowly stood up from the crowd and looked at the fat woman sitting at the front. He raised his hand to pat the dust off his body, straightened his clothes, and stood there with his waist straight.
"Shi Niang, how can you say that I am also your father's biological brother and your biological uncle? That's how you call me" the old patriarch asked.
Wan Shiniang rolled her eyes, "I won't accept the old-fashioned way. I only value strength and ability. Whoever has the ability can control the ownership of the tribute tea."
The old patriarch sneered, "Okay, you guys have the skills. Is your skill just raising this weird snake to scare us?"
Wan Shiniang glanced sideways at the big python next to her, "Second uncle, you are really dim-sighted. The little earthworm is not a strange snake. It is the treasure of our Wan family. My grandfather, also your father, doesn't he Did I tell you that?”
The old patriarch was surprised.
"What do you mean, this python is the one your grandfather picked up from Tea Mountain back then?" he asked in surprise.
Wan Shiniang raised her eyebrows.
The old patriarch looked at the big python again and was even more surprised.
The juniors next to him were confused when they heard this, "Old patriarch, what is going on? That snake is the treasure of our Wan family. This is too scary."
The old patriarch glared at the junior who spoke, "Be careful what you say and do."
The junior shrank his neck, "Then tell us the origin of this big snake."
The old patriarch looked at the big python with black gas all over his body with a complex expression, "When my father, your grandfather, your great-grandfather, when he was still a teenage boy, our Wan family was in Lei. I have no name in Gangzhen, and I don’t even have enough to eat.”
"Then one day my father went to the mountains to pick tea leaves and encountered an eagle fighting with a python."
"The eagle couldn't beat it, so he called a group of eagles. Seeing that the python was about to be pecked to death, my father impulsively rushed over to help the python."
"One of his eyes was blinded by an eagle and he became a one-eyed dragon. Strangely enough, the python was actually spiritual. After raising it for a while, it was able to enter my father's dreams."
"In the dream, the python can speak human words and teach him a set of tea-making recipes. One of the teas he made is Qingyuan Chun Tea."
"It is said that when the Qingyuan Spring Tea was made, most of the people in Leigang Town smelled the fragrance, and they all came to the small thatched houses of my father's house to smell it."
"It was with this recipe for tea frying that our Wan family gradually became rich. Our Wan family's tea left Jiangning County, passed through Qing'an County, went to Changhuai Prefecture, and finally entered the capital and was delivered to the emperor. "
"My father gave birth to me when he was thirty-five years old. It was also that year that our Qingyuan Spring Tea in Wanjia never served as a tribute tea. In the blink of an eye, almost seventy years have passed."
All the juniors below were dumbfounded. Ever since they were born, all of them knew that they had been reborn into a good child. They were members of the Gongchawan family in Leigang Town.
Little did he know that his ancestor's fortune was due to saving a snake and teaching him the recipe for fried tea.
"This is too mysterious," someone muttered.
Another person said, "Then the big python in front of me is the snake that grandpa saved. Then isn't this snake hundreds of years old?"
"Since it is the treasure of our family, why would it fall into the hands of Wan Shiniang and be driven by her alone?"
"Yeah, you just swung your tail and almost killed me."
"Could it be that the blood of the chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep in the backyard was sucked dry by this snake?"
The voice gradually faded away, and pairs of eyes shot towards Wan Shiniang like sharp swords.
"Wan Shiniang, today, you must give us an explanation as to why this snake is in your hands. Didn't you say that the snake returned to the mountains? There was only a memorial tablet set up at home to worship you. What did you do to the snake? "
The old patriarch pointed at Wan Shiniang angrily, as if he would not give up until he was given an explanation today.
Wan Shiniang was peeling peanuts and feeding them to her mouth while listening to these people talking. At this moment, she threw away the peanut shells in her hands and leaned forward, "You are all finished, let me say a few words."
She stood up and glanced at everyone condescendingly, "I ordered people to kill the chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep in the backyard to take their blood to worship the big snake."
"In the past seventy years, our family has been prosperous and prosperous, and it is because of the blessing of this big snake."
"It's only natural to offer blood to it. Originally, I didn't want to make a big deal out of this matter, but you people are so ignorant that you have to come over and make trouble. Are there too many good times? I can make it happen for you."
As Wan Shiniang finished speaking, the big python suddenly opened its bloody mouth and spit out the smelly wind of blood at the people in front of it.
The hall suddenly started to howl with ghosts and wolves.
The old patriarch slammed the crutch in his hand on the table, "Wan Shiniang, you are going too far."
Before he finished speaking, one of the old patriarch's arms reached the mouth of the big python, chewed it three times and swallowed it directly into its belly.
Everyone was stunned. They all froze in place and trembled, begging and begging.
Seeing the old patriarch screaming in a pool of blood, Wan Shiniang stood up with satisfaction.
"Second uncle, you have been able to live your whole life without worrying about food and clothing, all thanks to our family's treasure. You have to pay for anything in this world, so it is your honor to eat one of your arms."
While speaking, a slave beside Wan Shiniang got the signal, stepped forward and stuffed a black pill into the old patriarch's mouth.
Something magical happened.
The old patriarch, who was still screaming in agony, slowly calmed down after taking the black pill, the bleeding stopped, and he could even lie aside and breathe heavily.
And the ferocious python from before even used its head to nuzzle the old patriarch intimately.
Everyone was dumbfounded again.
Wan Shiniang said, "Ten taels of silver per pill. If you take it, you will be blessed by the treasure of the house. Whoever wants it, hurry up."
The crowd was agitated and undecided.
"What will happen if we don't buy it?" someone asked bravely.
Wan Shiniang said, "Now that the treasure of the town is hungry, I can't guarantee whether it will randomly pick a few people to make snacks."
"Ten taels of silver is too expensive, Wan Shiniang, we are all from the Wan family, we are cousins."
"Don't get involved with my aunt. It costs money or your life. I'll count to three. If it's too late, I won't sell one or two."
"I buy, I buy"
Everyone rushed to sell out all the black pills. They didn't have enough money with them, so they wrote IOUs.
Seeing these people spend money, buy pills, take them to save their lives, and then leave in embarrassment, Wan Shiniang raised a cold smile on her lips.
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Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
